good news and an honor

Yesterday, October 4th, I received the good news that my MRI was clear. There is no indication of any tumors or questionable areas other than the already identified site of the breast cancer. What a relief!

This good news was texted to me by Fran while I was at the 75th anniversary celebration of PASR (Pennsylvania Association of School Retirees) at Spring Mill Country Club Manor in Ivyland, Bucks County.  I was given the 2011-2012 Volunteer of the Year award by the Bucks County Chapter of PASR for my work with the Nor’wester Readers Canine Assisted Learning Program.  For those of you who may not know about Nor’wester Readers, we are a 501c3 non-profit organization which provides registered therapy dogs to teachers to enhance their educational environment. Wendi Huttner and I started the program in 2007, and we have grown to 42 therapy dog teams working with teachers in four school districts and two private schools. Our dogs and their handlers are seeing approximately 850 students weekly and are making an amazing difference. As I said when I received my award yesterday, ” Who would have thought I would be honored for going to the dogs!”

. . . and so it is

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At the end of my first meeting with Dr. Beth DuPree, she gave me a pink quartz heart which is symbolic of self-love — knowing that one is worthy of care and concern and is willing to embrace life and all that is beneficial to oneself. My photo of the bleeding hearts reminds me of this.

Yesterday I went to Holy Redeemer Hospital for an MRI. Dr. DuPree ordered this as a precaution in case there were any other suspicious areas which may need to be addressed.  I was anxious about this procedure because I am claustrophobic in the MRI tube. I was given a script for Valium to use prior to the procedure which I did use.  The 5mg pill only gave me a slight sense of calm so I took a second pill just prior to the MRI.  When I got into the room and saw the tube, I knew I would be OK.  It was a half tube with a much larger circumference than the one I previously experienced. AND, for this particular imaging, I had to lie on my stomach with my face down,  cradled in a support which was similar to a massage table face cradle.  The torso portion of this table was hard, angled upward, and very uncomfortable. It was difficult to breathe, and I was told I could not move during the half hour imaging process.

The technician also ran an IV line through which she administered a “viewing agent” during the MRI.

While I was lying there, feeling the whirring and clanking of the machine, and trying to breathe comfortably, I visualized scenes and experiences from my trip to Belize. The Valium did take the edge off and helped me to relax. I was further comforted by the fact that my friend Nan was in the waiting room. She had been given permission to accompany me if I needed support. She is a reflexologist and a healer, and she would have done energy work through my feet to help ground me.

Needless to say, I am glad to put this behind me. Hopefully the MRI results will show that there are no additional areas of concern.

. . . and so it is